Kristallnacht
The night that was Fought
Jew against Aryan
Filled with sin
No-one had to win
But the **** party
Thought of a race oh so hearty
Emotions ran high
Soldiers were high on ****
Forced to their death
March, March soldier boy
Germany's little toy
So many of you young and coy
They created courage pills
To give you a thrill
So that you could ****
Just until
The dirt was cleansed
Grease guns
No more fun
British and Germans
Toms and Jerrys
A ration on sherry
Line up girls and boys
Off to the front you go
Some will lose the odd toe
In the Russian snow
Stalingrad
Little ones be glad
Most never to see their sons again
Germany full of sin
Allies for the win
Nuremberg trials for the ****
No more of their party
Sentenced to death
Most still high on ****
15 year old boys
Killed for spying
****** youth
Find the truth
14-18 sent to war
The bullets they tore
Too young to fight
But they had the might
Pride and honor
But the horror
For the warrior
It ended
So many dead
Slaughtered in their beds
We took their wives
And the husbands lives
We failed to see the problem
Was us the Human
So repent for our sins
Even though we took a win
Did anyone really win?
All guilty of some sin

Dear Dear
Please do not shed a tear
Please do not drown what you feel in beer
Please I feel enough fear
Please I just need you to hear
Everything I felt should be crystal clear
Please do not worry your head
Please do not fill with dread
I wish to suppress my emotions
I do not wish to add any negative connotations
Just acknowledge the denotations
Please for my sake
For everything else that they will take

My heart pounds
Run out of nouns
Headache
accompanied by heartache
Dizzy
Told me to drink the water fizzy
Can hardly breathe
slipping away me
My lunch comes up
HUP HUP HUP
My body jerks
And herks
Then my heart slows to a dead mans pace
I spray the mace
To keep them at bay
I don't want to die
I can't feel my blood in my veins
Faint
The blood is taint
I black out
All around me they pout
Finally my heart siezes
My life ends in pieces

You know from a young age
From gazing at the page
To dreaming of a powerful mage
To immeasurable strength that has no gauge
But then came the pain
That left no gain
The sadness
That resolved to madness
But all for what I say
All for me to pay

To ****?
That is quite the thrill.
To feed corpse to the grinding mill.
To hear the screams oh so shrill.
To swallow the cyanide pill
But just till...
IT DOESN'T MATTER
After all I'm as mad as a hatter

Paying the Price?
It's never for the nice.
So I'll roll the dice
Cut and Cut
The drops they drip
The pain barely a nip
I'm not suicidal
Nor homicidal
But I'm angry and sad
And full of madness
And of course Badness
Delight in my own pain
Not for gain
But to punish
Time for the finish

You've angered me
As you'll no doubt see
So far inside
Swallowing cyanide
My demons struggle
Against my cage.
For they cannot be contained even by a mage
I'll let them peak out for a second.
The ultimate weapon.
Attack with fury
Blood splatter
Does it even matter?
For I'm as mad as a hatter
But with incentive nonetheless
Try to beat me at my best
You insolent pest.
You've attacked the nest
You've failed the test
My mind corrodes
Memory lane now a road
Blurry and speeding by
Scarcely can say hi.
All I'll ever be
Is less than me
So you see
In the depths of my mind
A labyrinth a maze
My vision a haze
I'll let him out for a minute
Time enough to hit it
Time enough to end it